Sometimes, when the moon is so full
of itself, that it seems to light up the night
and commands all that it shines upon
to offer up praises in howling song,
she seeks out the lone wolf, joining him
in his den where he offers shelter, and strength
to resist the charlatan’s charms. Together
they refuse to bay trite songs. Waiting
instead for dawn’s truth to rise. Smiling
knowingly at each other. Reveling
in their shared rebellion.
~ smj
Beyond the Invisible, by Enigma